[ Too bad, yes, but altogether not too pressing of a concern. Eating is something he could take or leave, easily, something done to survive, not for pleasure. That's not to say he doesn't appreciate good food, but if it's microwaveable and fills him up, it's good enough in his book.
Apples are most definitely a weakness of his, however, as Mello will soon discover. ]
I'm counting on you, then.
[ And Mello does not disappoint. Apple-related pastries happen to be his favorite, the few times he actually got the chance to try them. His mouth isn't watering or anything, but he's certainly perkier than he was a few seconds ago. Surprisingly thoughtful of him, too. No, he didn't seem the sort to share, not at all, so his willingness to seek out something for Setsuna's sake is rather...
Endearing. A word that doesn't fit for him, and would likely earn him another barbed glare if he so much as mentioned it, but it's a thought that strikes him nonetheless.
Mello won't have to worry about Setsuna falling behind, though. He's immediately at his side once they take their place in line, loyal soldier that he is. Maintaining a certain wariness about him, as Mello does, but more subuded, because damn if that food didn't smell absolutely delicious. ]
You should have some, too. [ Perhaps a bit boldly, he nudges Mello in the side. ] You should eat more.
[ The boy was skinny, that was for sure. Not in a worrisome way, but again, Setsuna is teasing. Maybe unwilling adding on to Mello's uncomfortable sense of comfort, but smiles are what he likes to see. He's not very good at them himself and Mello's are certainly... special, yet he wants to leave a good impression. He might even be overcompensating a little to accomplish this, inexperienced as he is with social conventions. ]
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Apples are most definitely a weakness of his, however, as Mello will soon discover. ]
I'm counting on you, then.
[ And Mello does not disappoint. Apple-related pastries happen to be his favorite, the few times he actually got the chance to try them. His mouth isn't watering or anything, but he's certainly perkier than he was a few seconds ago. Surprisingly thoughtful of him, too. No, he didn't seem the sort to share, not at all, so his willingness to seek out something for Setsuna's sake is rather...
Endearing. A word that doesn't fit for him, and would likely earn him another barbed glare if he so much as mentioned it, but it's a thought that strikes him nonetheless.
Mello won't have to worry about Setsuna falling behind, though. He's immediately at his side once they take their place in line, loyal soldier that he is. Maintaining a certain wariness about him, as Mello does, but more subuded, because damn if that food didn't smell absolutely delicious. ]
You should have some, too. [ Perhaps a bit boldly, he nudges Mello in the side. ] You should eat more.
[ The boy was skinny, that was for sure. Not in a worrisome way, but again, Setsuna is teasing. Maybe unwilling adding on to Mello's uncomfortable sense of comfort, but smiles are what he likes to see. He's not very good at them himself and Mello's are certainly... special, yet he wants to leave a good impression. He might even be overcompensating a little to accomplish this, inexperienced as he is with social conventions. ]